Everyone here is smart, naturally understanding what kind of level the Thousand Jin Divine Power represents; nobody likes seeking abuse.
Although the newcor challenge of the Fighting Club doesn't focus on wins or losses but on performance, if the difference is too glaring, a single punch could knock you off the ring — what kind of performance can be shown then?
So, for half the day, no one stepped forward; seven or eight people in a row chose the option to concede. By then, even if soone was foolish, they would realize sothing was off about Ye Qingzhou.
Feeling the gazes scrutinizing him from all around, Ye Qingzhou didn't care. Instead, he turned to the panel and asked, "Does this an I've passed?"
This year's freshn are truly spineless!
"Hmm..."
As the chief judge, Li Yuling was silent for a while, finally nodding unwillingly.
Many freshn participating in the selection breathed a sigh of relief, thankful they no longer had to face Ye Qingzhou, the Great Demon King.
"Senior Sister, who is my next opponent?"
Ye Qingzhou wasn't in a hurry to go down to register and join the club. His main aim was the rewards. Just by defeating a key mber of the university team, he could earn a reward.
Rare Treasures were secondary; the key was the access to the second floor of the library, which was what Ye Qingzhou truly wanted.
This statent directly incited a frenzy among the onlookers.
Freshn challenging upperclassn!
Many knew about these rewards, but getting them was not an easy feat, wasn't it?
In the Martial Arts World, the gap between university students and high school students is substantial.
High school students often only study the Basic Six Techniques, along with so Mid-Tier Martial Techniques and lackluster High-Tier Martial Techniques. Techniques like Heart thods are simply out of the question.
But university students from prestigious schools are different. As long as they show talent, they can choose High-Tier Martial Techniques on the second floor of the library on their own, spending credit points to acquire a few suitable High-Tier Martial Techniques and form a tactical system that suits them, rapidly boosting their strength.
Students who can get into Imperial University are top scholars, and those who join the Imperial University Martial Arts Club are geniuses among top scholars.
In everyone's eyes, Ye Qingzhou is indeed impressive, ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List directly certified by the `World Martial Arts Discussion`, and a continuous champion of the National Martial Competition for two years.
But having just left the level of a high school student, isn't it overconfident to suddenly challenge a sophomore at Imperial University?
"Are you sure about this?"
The jury, led by chief judge Li Yuling, shook her head and sighed.
As expected, Ye Qingzhou, an illustrious, talented freshman, was indeed a haughty and rebellious troublemaker.
"Of course, that's why I'm here."
Ye Qingzhou flashed a harmless smile.
"Wow! That's truly brave!"
Over at the second-year class of the Martial Arts System, the crowd erupted, as even a few boys who disliked Ye Qingzhou began to see him in a different light.
Though the girls were more reserved, they also watched the field intently, their gazes at Ye Qingzhou growing more fervent.
Seeing Ye Qingzhou insist on initiating a challenge, Li Yuling looked around: "Who among us will go?"
The Fighting Club was in the midst of discussing candidates.
"This Ye Qingzhou is the national number one, dazzling at the National Martial Competition. While we don't know how much he's improved over the past few months, it's best not to be careless."
Fighting Club president Lin Yunsheng had a solemn expression, evidently not underestimating a martial genius like Ye Qingzhou.
"I'll go."
Previously humiliated by Ye Qingzhou, Ouyang Lie stood up, stretching his muscles: "I'll take care of him."
"Go Alie, redeem yourself!"
"Be spirited, don't embarrass yourself!"
Seeing soone step up, the senior mbers of the Fighting Club imdiately laughed, and the atmosphere on site beca cheerful.
Ouyang Lie's face darkened at their words: "Get lost, there's nothing about redemption!"
He had been quite upset since being embarrassed by Ye Qingzhou at the training ground last ti.
As a mber of the Imperial University Martial Arts Club, Ouyang Lie was the captain of the second team of the varsity team, standing out even among Imperial University students.
In his eyes, Ye Qingzhou rely had greater strength than him, but a contest between Martial Artists isn't a tug-of-war match where the stronger one wins.
Confident in his own strength, Ouyang Lie fixed a fierce gaze on Ye Qingzhou: 'Let show you what failure tastes like.'
Saying this, he personally walked down the ring and stood in front of Ye Qingzhou: "Junior Brother, I'll be your opponent."
"Ah, it's Ouyang Lie."
The watching seniors sighed.
"This freshman nad Ye Qingzhou is likely in trouble. Ouyang Lie is a main mber of the Fighting Club, and he's said to qualify for the main university team next year."
Joining the main university team ans that before graduation, they will undoubtedly beco a Martial Arts Master. Such prowess makes them highly regarded elite in any country.
anwhile, Ouyang Lie was already preparing to wash away his sha: "Junior Brother, what a coincidence."
"Quite a coincidence indeed."
Ye Qingzhou sensed the hostility emanating from Ouyang Lie, but he still maintained a gentle smile.
Although this senior disliked him, Ye Qingzhou felt quite fond of Ouyang Lie: "A drop of kindness should be returned with gratitude. Last ti, senior taught the Pulse Shockburst Fist, and I've nothing to repay him with, so I'll just let you have three moves this ti."
"Let have three moves?"
Ouyang Lie seed to have heard the biggest joke of his life: "Do you even know that if I use my Pulse Shockburst Fist at full strength, even so senior mbers of the main team wouldn't dare take it head-on."
"Don't worry, I'm still young, I can handle it."
"Very well, you said it yourself!"
Fuming with anger, Ouyang Lie wanted to teach this egoistic, naïve freshman a lesson.
Hah~
Sinking his Qi, Ouyang Lie stepped into a bow stance, his tendons and mbranes responding in sync, quickly entering a state where his strength coursed through his body, like a fully drawn longbow.
Bang~
With a flicker, the ground beneath Ouyang Lie's feet shattered, and his punch, like an arrow, struck towards Ye Qingzhou's chest at five tis the speed of sound.
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